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[lotus0kid]

Why can't I ever just have a dream where I can fly? Why does my brain have to build an explanation around it? Like, me (and my mom, wut?) being shot into orbit with two/three other astronauts, and now we're in 0-G, but I can't really enjoy it because I'm too worried about the hundred million kinds of violent, instantaneous death that could befall

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[gingerberrysnap]

I had a weird dream this morning. No idea what it was, but I completely remember waking up and thinking it was strange.

Your doodle is pretty! I could not doodle that.

[lotus0kid]

Oy, those are annoying. But, as if to get back at me for what I said, last night I dreamed I'd become president. Of the United States. It was my, uh, "yay you won!" party and all I could think about was how nervous I was to give some "yay I won!" speech and that I needed to f-lock my livejournal (psh, as if I wouldn't have done that before I went on the campaign trail).

Thanks! I was just fiddling with symmetry and stuff. The new page of circle stuff is going well.